sun soakers

The thing that makes me laugh about this country is the hype that surrounds us every summer.

THE GREAT BRITISH SUMMER - world renowned for being shit. However, the second the sun peaks out from behind a cloud the country becomes miraculously naked as they sunbathe any place, anywhere.

I am referring to this because of todays beeeeautiful weather of 30 degrees in which I too succumbed to strapping myself to a towel in my garden wearing shorts and a bikini and willing myself to tan ( which only just slightly worked )

I also attempted my art coursework for the first time this holiday. I did an A3 telephone collage, and finished and cut out a sketch. So practically nothing. Excellent.

I'm off now to watch Who Do You Think You Are? I'm in love with the narrators voice. Oh so in love.

ooooooof, he's nice.

NOTE:

I always have, and always will fancy Nick Grimshaw.

He sexyyyyyy!

Haven't blogged for a while, so I thought i'd drop a liiiiine. ( I think I sound hip)

Today I went out with my friend Thea who's been in Corfu for 2 weeks, she's looking stunning as per usual too ( haaaate my life )

I've just used way too many brackets in that little section. I shan't use them again in this blog.

So we went to town, and saw practically the whole of welwyn garden city and Nathan which was nice, because I haven't seen him in soooo long :)

We went back to hers after walking him home, and sat and read through all of her past dairies and photo albums just completely craaacking up at how ridiculous we used to be.

I shall quote a part of her diary of '04, "Today school was o.k, we finished our history work and I almost kissed Liam"

Oh that would be funnier if you knew Liam. Ohhhh gurrrrl.

Beth's currently boarding a plane to Turkey so I won't see her for 2 weeks because I'm away when she comes back :(

Ahhh I hate summer sometimes.

I shall finish this blog with another legendary quote from the diary of Thea Bichard,

" g2g2b ! ( go to go to bed ) "

Ahahhaaaaaa !

Oh and look at that I've gone back on my bracket promise.

Suuuperdoooooooper !

I've been like hardcore anticipating this film for sooo long now, it's UNreal !

The book is like my faaaaave aside from hp ovvyy.

But I am weirdly excited for it even though i think Eric Banna is all wrong, I wont pick at it.

EEEEEEEEK !

X

Arachibutyrophobia - Fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth.

I figured today I should actually write a blog about what I did today, rather than a new phone.

And today I did do something new. I joined a gym.

I know what you're all thinking, but yes, sometimes I too take part in physical exercise. In fact today, I even enjoyed it.

My instructor's name is Stacy. However Stacy is a man. No no, Stacy never was a woman, it's just a man with a WOMANS name !

I KNOW RIGHT,

mental.

There are some crazy parents out there.

But apart from that highlight, it was fun, apart from my now aching legs. Got myself a little gym key as well which i will no doubt lose.

BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT.

I'm like, so totally, grown up right now

The day I became a woman

On Sunday I dragged my dad to town to show him the DREAM phone I have wanted forever. A BlackBerry.

I thought the whole thing would be a waste of time but I wanted to push it anyway, just to see what he'd do.

However after swearing he would never sign me up to a contract or not seeing the need for such a 'ridiculous phone' I took him into Starbucks a bought him a a cup of tea and then we walked into Vodafone and signed me right up for a two year one, on this :

Isn't it beautiful.

j'aime l'automne

I will always, always prefer Autumn to any other season.

Secretly excited it's almost here. It's so much more 'romantic'

P.S - Happy Birthday Beth !

I found this on Post Secret just now.

I didn't think this happened to anyone else. Well what'dya know aye :)

Not so rise and shine

This morning I was rudely awakened by my best friend Beth kicking me in the back.

She hadn't stayed at mine, she just rocked up to my house at 5 to 10 this morning after one of her 'wild sleepless nights out', came in and demanded a shower. My parents were none the wiser ! They just assumed she was some kind of early bird. If only they knew.

The things I do for friendship aye?I even then took her out and bought her a dress for her birthday.

I should be awarded some kind of medal.

I love it when I'm right

So as I said before, He's just not into you is in fact the actual story of my life.

The main character Gigi is just, well, me !

She's awkward, too dependent and misinterprets every sign a man will ever give her of his level of interest.

I really, really liked it. It was great. It made me cry a lot more than I think it was meant to, but it was equally funny. It's made quite an impression on me I'd say. Through my loud sobs I could hear myself thinking

" oh she doesn't deserve that "

" she's way too good for him "

" WHY CAN'T HE JUST MARRY HER !? IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK ? "

I think it's turned me into some kind of feminist freak.

And I think I'm okay with that.

I'm here for ya sistaaaaaa ! x

Michael Jackson, iced tea and exerise go hand in hand. In hand.

I'm at Hannah's today, trying to improve on our 'diet and fitness' regime.
spent like half an hour on the cross trainer - ow.
we iced chai tea - not so good.
but we did it all to the magic funky sounds of MJ.

Stinking of henna however right now though. We found some slightly out of date henna and thought it'd be rockin. Not so rockin. Smells a bit. Well a lot, but it looks alright i guess.

I've calculated i only have 14 points for the rest of the day, which will allow me a yummy dinner.Just about to go and watch He's just not that into you, which I've heard is long but quite good. Sounds like the story of my life if I'm honest but
oh well.

Cliche?

Maybe.

Or i could just be genuinely thankfull

Girl, I can thrill you more than any ghoul would ever dare try

Tonight i went to see Thriller Live at the Lyric, it really was good. I was so pleased it was as good as it was.

It was like just performances of all of his videos by different vocalists. The boy who played the young Michael was THE cutest thing ever. I was however a bit gutted that there wasn't like a plot, but they were really fun and got you involved which was nice :)

It surprised me by showing me how many of his songs i really knew.

When we arrived we got off the coach, and were greeted by torrential rain. Of course we were. I had the greatest vegetarian lasagna in small Ponti's in Picidilly and a large pot of green tea, which then meant i was proper bursting for a wee throughout the first half of the show.

When i go and see a show i normally end up forming some kind of 'show crush' and am just in love with this one person on the stage. This is possibly the most ridiculous trait i have ever required and i'm embarrassed just thinking about it really, but it's true. In this show it was this lovely, tall, toned, probably mixed race man. He was scrummy. Ahhh. Made the show really.

It was such a good show, it thrilled me.

OH, OH did you see what i did there ? Oh i'm a funny one.

The endless string of last minute events that come together to form my life

It is my best friend's birthday on sunday, and i find myself, as always in a kind of not-enough-time-to-think-of-let-alone-buy-a-gift crisis.

From now till sunday i'm spending 3 of the 4 days with her, the 4th being her birthday. Oh the things i do for friendship.

That leaves me with Friday to think, locate and then finally buy the gift AND in the midsts of all this, I'm hand making a card, which i have a picked a selection of photos out for. This idea has one tiny fault of its own however. Our printer does not work. Not even slightly.

So i've had to send 3 pages of ridiculous pictures of me and my friend and even one of John Mayer in a 'mankini ' to my mother, for her to print of at work. Stellar.

So in reality i have about less than a day to sort out her present.

This is going to be a disaster.

It's now 05:35. Again.

I haven't slept properly once since summer started,

I'm so fucking tired but i just can't sleep. FML

What isn't insane about this image.

Where does the sea even end ?

dude.

cuticle conundrum

Yesterday i found a peculiar pot of cuticle balm in my room. It seems like the most pointless product ever, I don’t really want to use it because I am sure i didn’t buy it. If i use it, it will look as if i believe it can ‘sooth’ my cuticles. Why would i need to sooth them? How would they even become un-soothed ?

Why do people buy such things.